Mardi Gras Update, Part 2
sooooo. funny story. on the way to the parade, my car kind of got stuck in a sand pit. yeah, a sand pit. welcome to new orleans. we ended up on out hands and knees, trying to dig it out, until a good semaritan with a pickup truck and a chain came and pulled us out.
while at an ATM waiting for Anna and Emilia to get money, this random guy came and sat in my front seat and asked me to take him to the airport. I of course, took him to the Boot instead.
but dont worry, we made friends.
this is my, "please get away from me short guy and stop staring at my tits" face.
fucking love this girl.
